Blushed Designs Co Novels & Stories

He didn't need her to answer because he could see that her hand still held the digital pen she had been using to draw. "Yup! I design most of the designs C-Perfect produces," she said. "You are talented. Wow. You are so much than a pretty face," he said. A blush started to creep up Shirley's cheeks _ he thought she was pretty?

She knew how sad I would be if I didn't get the samples submitted in time. ‘I am looking up some designs online and blending them. Hopefully, before this week runs out, I would have come up with great decorations to present to them.’ ‘What can I help you with, she leaned closer to look over my shoulder. Those look outstanding.’ ‘You think so?’ The frown on my face deepens as I stared at the white and blue intricate design. It fascinated me, but I don't think the company would want something like this. Kira shook her head next to me. She must have guessed my thoughts. ‘The colours are too bright, but I am not talking about that. I am talking about the design. You can incorporate it into your

Brijesh gave a cynical look, "I welcome Ms. Arushi Khua, the famous designer who collaborated with Ms. Tanvi." "Oh my god!!! Her designs are unique, and most models will wear them." The media is on the rise with the unfolding of the scene. "Ms. Tanvi's designs are exquisite. That is the reason I actively want to work with Ishaara Valor. I am looking forward to our collaboration. Thank you." The lawn erupted with silence.

I blinked, feeling dazed and heavy. “Hey,” He raised my chin. “They’re already trying to pinpoint her location. I won’t let you pause your world because a nutcase escaped prison, okay?” He said, “Do you hear me, Peekaboo?” I ran my hands over my face before nodding. “Good.” He said, reaching behind me and tying my hair into a bun. “Since that is solved, we have bigger fish to fry.” I raised an eyebrow at that. “What?” “I may or may not have partnered with PDesigns where a few companies and they may or may not be expecting a bridal collection before the month ends.”

It was minimalist and chic, filled with low, comfortable seating—a perfect backdrop for secrets. He handed me a tumbler of sparkling water and sat opposite me, leaning forward with genuine intensity. “Forget the press conference drama,” he began, cutting straight to the point. “I watched your footage, Soph. You were magnificent. You turned a character assassination into a declaration of war. But that’s his fight, not yours.” He paused, sliding a heavy, embossed folder across the low table. It was Ethan Blake Atelier. “This is yours, if you want it,” he stated simply. “I’m launching a capsule collection—a high-concept project focused on structured resilience. I need a co-designer who understa

she muttered, eating the last part of the ice cream in her hand. Cole was done eating his, one of his hands was dipped in his pocket as they made their way through the pack. “You once submitted the design.” “And you declined it.” She chipped in. Cole laughed, “Never knew it will come out this way, I thought it was old fashion. I wanted something trendy, you know.” he smiled. Camille nodded, chuckling, “It will trend soon once I deploy them out. Maybe then you will acknowledge them.” They both looked at each other for a while and smiled before diverting their gaze.

"The design is beautiful. What brand are these necklaces from?" "They’re from Exotic Star. I brought two other designs as well. Please feel free to take a look at them," Chloe replied, placing two boxes on the table. "If you don't like these, I have pictures from the designer. These are limited-edition pieces from around the world." "I prefer the one that Mr. Joseph is wearing." "Me too." Chloe smiled as she discreetly tugged at Joseph's sleeve and whispered, "You know how to handle this, right?"

Emily Quest’s blueprint design was hand-drawn in a 3D format. The arrangement of land around the beach was clearly outlined, and each area was labeled with texts. It was a cartoon-style design. Various cartoon drawings could be seen all over the design. The primary colors were blue and white, and the whole thing looked dreamy, almost as if it was from a fairytale. When Xyla Quest saw Emily’s design, she immediately started smiling coldly. Xyla didn’t think Emily would display the blueprint design Xyla felt least satisfied with.

“You all did wonderfully. Your designs exceeded expectations. Some of you went above and beyond, which impressed Mr. Christian.” Everyone clapped. I did too, but numbly. She stepped aside, letting him speak. “Thank you,” he began, voice composed. “I’m going to call out five names—students whose designs and presentations stood out. You will get the opportunity to work with us at Blaze, one of the leading fashion houses globally. I’m the CEO of Blaze, and we’re offering internships—with a chance at future placement.” I blinked. CEO? I pulled out my phone, searched quickly—

In all honesty, I'd forgotten. “Then we're still at zero official companions for your unveiling, and you've got work to do.” I sighed, but went over to the sheets of paint from the previous days. “Let me guess, we need a new design?” “Exactly,” he replied. “Something that will stand out at a club.” Grinning, I picked up the brightest set of colours in the boxes. I already had a great idea. ***